Angel Security Company, VIP Reception Room---

A white and chubby male manager is sitting on the desk with his legs crossed, sitting on a swivel chair with a phone in his hand, turning around, and making a leisurely call---

"Oh, dear Catherine, to tell you the truth, how about I go to your house tonight? Your husband is not at home, he was so fierce last time, but fortunately I was alert and lay under the bed to escape...... What, he went to Singapore on business, wow, I'm so happy!"

"It's better than this, Catherine, I'll go to your house tonight and bring red wine over, Bordeaux red wine from France, thousands of bottles--- I know you love to drink red wine, specially prepared for you...... You prepare some steaks, salads, and we'll have a candlelit dinner together, and then we'll have a good time......"

"I know, I know, you miss me, I miss you too, how do you say that, 'If the two love is long, how can it be in the morning and twilight', hehe, isn't it sexy for me to read poetry? Uh, come again? Then 'this love can be recalled, but it was already lost at the time', wow, were you moved? So good, come, pop one! Tsk---!"

Suddenly, there was a creak, and the door opened.

The fat manager was startled when he saw Song Zhichao break in, tried to put down the short thick leg on the table, coughed a few times, and pretended to be very serious and said a few more words to the phone in his hand before hanging up.

After hanging up the phone, the fat manager put on a straight posture, his hands formed into a tower shape, and squeezed out a smile on his face that was warm enough to make you feel like a spring breeze, and said to Song Zhichao: "Hello, distinguished guests, please take a seat!" and politely stretched out his hand and gestured to the sofa opposite.

Song Zhichao didn't have any scruples, and sat down directly.

The fat man ran out from behind the table, very diligently helped Song Zhichao make a cup of coffee, and asked Song Zhichao how many spoonfuls of sugar he wanted to add.

Song Zhichao stretched out a finger.

"A spoonful? Okay. ”

I have to say that this fat man's coffee brewing skills are quite good, and he quickly brought the coffee up, and said to Song Zhichao: "Sir, please taste it, this is the coffee I brewed especially for you." ”

This cup of coffee may not be as delicious as the siphon brewed in the bar outside lounge, but the person who brewed it is the fat man in front of him, so the meaning is different.

Everybody gets the idea.

Seeing that the fat man was so attentive, Song Zhichao nodded and expressed his gratitude.

The fat man returned to his original position, then sat down again, and asked Song Zhichao seriously: "Dear customer, I don't know if there is anything I can help you?"

Song Zhichao thought this fat man was very interesting, so he said, "Of course I came here to hire bodyguards." ”

"You're right, our Angel Security Company is an Angel Angel who serves customers like you--- your safety is guaranteed!Sir, please let me take a look at your VIP referral form---

Song Zhichao: "Uh, what form?"

The fat man thought that Song Zhichao was a big customer, although he was surprised by his youth, he still smiled like a spring breeze and said: "It's the form you fill out outside, if it's a VIP customer, you will have a VIP recommendation ......"

"I didn't. Song Zhichao said simply.

Fatty: "......"

His expression froze for a moment.

"Sir, you're not joking with me, are you?"

"I'm not joking. Song Zhichao habitually stretched out the tail finger of his left hand, scratched his left eyebrows, and said, "I did come here to ask your company to help introduce bodyguards, as for whether I am a VIP or not, does it matter so much?"

The fat man's whole fat face twitched, and his face was a little distorted: "Sorry sir, I may understand now...... You didn't know that this was a VIP reception room, and a manager of my level only served VIP customers worth billions, did you?"

Song Zhichao smiled, hooked the handle of the coffee cup with the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, and took a sip of the coffee, but felt that the coffee was in his throat, and the bitterness was abnormal, and said: "You are half right--- uh, I did break in rashly, but I know that this is a VIP customer area, and a manager like you is exactly what I need......"

The fat man was a little impatient, got up and sent off the guest: "I'm sorry, my dear customer, no matter what you say, principle is principle--- unfortunately I can't serve you!"

The fat man had already seen that Song Zhichao might be a psychopath, and he didn't know how he broke into here, and he came here to hire bodyguards--- such a person needs to go to Qingshan Mental Hospital.

Song Zhichao smiled, put down the coffee cup, crossed Erlang's legs, and although he was sitting, he looked at the fat man with a very contemptuous gaze and said, "Do you think I'm not qualified?"

Fatty: "......"

I felt that the young man (madman) in front of me seemed to suddenly have an indescribable shocking momentum.

couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and the fat manager said: "It's not that meaning, it's because the company has ......"

Before the words "rules and regulations" could be spoken, Song Zhichao reached into his arms, took out a business card very handsomely, and handed it over.

Fatty: "......"

was stunned again, but involuntarily reached out --- still caught the business card handed over by Song Zhichao with both hands.

The fat man looked at the business card with some suspicion in his heart--- it was bronzing, and the edge was a very beautiful dragon pattern in the Han Dynasty, which looked simple and elegant, sprinkled with men's perfume, and the fragrance was elegant but mellow, like a gentleman's special smell......

The fat man looked at the business card in his hand, no matter how he looked at it, it seemed to be very precious; and then looked at the business card, there was nothing messy, only three big characters: Song Zhichao, and then there was a line of mobile phone numbers under the business card.

Fatty: "......"

is obviously a little confused, because he has received many bigwigs with status and status, but he has never seen such a special business card.

"Song Zhichao?Song Zhichao?" The fat manager silently recited several times in his heart, and suddenly, his eyes lit up, and his heart was excited, as if he remembered something, and then stared at Song Zhichao himself sitting on the sofa with wide eyes, and his expression looked very strange.

Song Zhichao looked at him, bowed slightly, picked up the cup of coffee, and took another sip---Well, it was still bitter but mellow.

The fat manager took a deep breath, and even reached out and slapped his fat face, only then did he calm down and ask in a trembling tone, "You are Song ...... Song Zhichao: The ---Hong Kong stock god" who founded China Investment Bank?

For countless Hong Kong people, Song Zhichao can not know about the establishment of Wanda Foreign Trade, the establishment of Wanda Electronics, and the establishment of Wanxin Investment, but there are two things that must be known---

First, Song Zhichao swept the Hong Kong entertainment circle and single-handedly created the huge film empire of the Hong Kong Film Group;

Second, second, the establishment of the Hong Kong Huayi Bank enabled Hong Kong Chinese businessmen to completely get rid of the shackles of foreign banks and defeat the international predator Soros in the financial and stock markets in one fell swoop.

The fat manager is not the reception lady who has not seen much of the world outside, since he is committed to serving the Hong Kong upper class, he certainly knows a lot about the rich and famous people in Hong Kong's wealth circle.

Even though Song Zhichao has always liked to keep a low profile, how can he escape the eyes of this fat manager.

Facing the fat manager's inquiry, Song Zhichao smiled faintly and was silent.

But this momentum, this attitude, and this posture of not being angry and arrogant, as if they had already told the fat manager the answer he wanted.

As an excellent VIP account manager who has been licking his belly for 20 years, the fat man immediately upgraded his warm smile like a spring breeze to a smile at the level of seeing his father, and said to Song Zhichao respectfully: "I am very happy to serve you, dear Mr. Song Zhichao!"

The corners of Song Zhichao's mouth curled, put down the coffee cup, and said, "That's good, now please help me recommend two bodyguards that I can trust!"

The fat man puffed up his chest and bulging belly: "Don't worry, my recommendation will never disappoint you!"